i was having this kick-ass headache on sunday (it really was kicking my ass), and i laid on bed wishing for nothing but the headache to be over. It disappeared in the morning.

What do u think of when u are running the last lap?
every breath is a desperate grasp for oxygen, every running step pounds into the body, and the head screams for you to go/stop.

i think of the calm and satisfaction that comes after the lap is done and put away. and i wash that thought over and over till i cover the distance.
meanwhile fear limits; it tells you that your body is going to crumble any moment.

when i was little i didnt have that kind of fear; it was a battle between physical limits and the power of youthful pride.

well i was deliberating whether to go for the 2.4 again, when the rain decided for me.